Double digits baby!
I am 10 months old today. No more single digit ages for me! I had my 10 month doctor appointment today. I weigh 19 lbs 14 oz (still!) and measure 28 inches long. I am still in the 50th percentile for height, but I dropped to 25th for weight. The doctor gave me a different antibiotic since she thinks the amoxicillin is not working like it should, and she also prescribed something for my raw little behind. I got to take another baking soda bath last night, and I played and played and played for hours! I just would not go to sleep even with my lullaby CD and nursing. Finally, I was put in my crib and I had to cry myself to sleep while Mommy just crashed in the other room.
The flight reservations for our trip to NY were all messed up, so Mommy had to call Delta and change it to something else--she is mad because it was all set and now she has to take another day off from work. At least it is back to changing planes only once. Grandma told her that even though the plane gets in at 11:30 pm, she will be there waiting to give me hugs and kisses. I'm gonna be so spoiled--woohoo!
The flight reservations for our trip to NY were all messed up, so Mommy had to call Delta and change it to something else--she is mad because it was all set and now she has to take another day off from work. At least it is back to changing planes only once. Grandma told her that even though the plane gets in at 11:30 pm, she will be there waiting to give me hugs and kisses. I'm gonna be so spoiled--woohoo!
posted by Conor | 4:39 PM
1 Comments:
dude, i have to warn you...you need to make other plans for exactly 2 months from today. seriously---learn from me. it's horrible. when you turn 12 months old, all the tall walkie-talkies try to torture you and you must resist! they try to put this thing on your head, with a rubber band around the chin--they call it a party hat, but dude, make no mistake---they are trying to choke you!!! and then, they try to set you on fire by having you get close to this flame thing (just turn the other way when you hear anyone even SAY "candle"). all these people get in your face and make noise and go crazy and then looked all perplexed when you cry and wonder why you don't like celebrating. who would like celebrating? i don't know what celebrating is other than tall people trying to torture you. i'm telling you----just go to a park or something and sit under a tree and try to eat some leaves. mark my words, bro.
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